ways in which I have refused to integrate into Czech society

Sure, I live here. Alright, I earn Czech money and pay Czech taxes. Yes, I’ve been known to speak the odd word of Czech. Fine, I’ll admit it, I’m sitting in a Czech cafe right now, drinking a Czech coffee and eavesdropping on the Czech conversations of my (presumably) Czech cafemates. But, despite this, I am not Czech, and there are elements of Czech society which I have roundly rejected.


will not enjoy Pilsner;

Lads, I love beer. At any moment in time, I’m either drinking a pint or wishing I were. My fridge is full of rainbow cans of various craft beers I’ve collected from expensive bottle shops in distant corners of Prague. I have a beer-based tattoo.

You might think that Prague would be the perfect city for me, then. After all, Czechs famously consume more beer/capita then any nation in the world.

Unfortunately for me and for everyone who spends time with me, I’m bored of Pilsner. Pilsner is the Czech beer: it’s in every pub, cafe, workplace and school. It’s essentially a really nice lager that goes well with most food. The problem is that I’m sick of it: it’s the most generic beer I can imagine. It just tastes like the word beer. It’s so nondescript that I can’t think of any way to describe it except by writing beer and underlining it a few times.

Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing bad about it. It’s just that I’m by nature a stout drinker and I’m living in the land of the ležák. It’s something I struggle with every day.

I’m vegetarian;

And I’m getting more militant with each passing day.

This is specifically tricky in the Czech Republic, land of pork. The classic Czech vegetarian option is breaded cheese deep-fried and served with potato salad. I love deep frying things as much as the next gourmand, but you can only have so many mozzarella sticks.

will not take ová;

Czech surnames change depending on whether the holder is male or female; women’s names usually take the suffix ová. I thought this was a fairly inoffensive, cute eccentricity until I learnt about possessive nouns – it turns out that the ová ending essentially denotes belonging to

I realise the irony of rejecting this; my name is Daniels which, although I’m no etymologist, surely means belonging to Daniel, essentially Daniel’s.

Still, though, I’ve stopped giving my surname as Danielsová on principle. It means that I get some weird looks (although, admittedly, people being confused about my gender is a by-product of my whole androgynous thing), but I’m just not a fan.

and don’t own slippers.

Slippers are a cornerstone of Czech culture. I will not expand on this, because I don’t want to.


  1. My MIL is always giving me slippers to wear. We live in Germany. It seems they fear you will catch your death if you go without slippers. It’s weird.

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  2. julielelder · Jan 23, 2019

    You’re such a rebel. 😉

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  3. moyatori · Jan 23, 2019

    All of those make good sense. Can I ask why you decided to be a vegetarian (even with all the difficulties)? I find it pretty remarkable.

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    • death and the penguin · Mar 12, 2019

      Hey man sorry it’s taken me so long to reply! My journey to vegetarianism has been long and fraught with relapses, but I’m motivated to continue because I believe that vegetarianism is the more moral choice, on a philosophical/don’t-kill-things level as well as from an environmental point of view. I think it’s hard to be a good vegetarian when I’m largely motivated by philosophical rather than emotional feelings, but I’m getting there!
      I actually thing veganism is the most moral way forwards, but it’s going to take me a while to work up to that. Thanks for reading and commenting, friend 🙂

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      • moyatori · Mar 14, 2019

        Definitely something I look up to! I might start by doing vegetarian days myself, for now…

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